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[2015] Huffing The Dead

 
Come, let us be one---
gather around the smoking stack
Utter not a trifle word
Don't turn your back
Shut your eyes
 
And just breathe
 
Huff and huff
each curly wisp and whirly puff
of what we just can't seem to get enough
 
Listen
 
Imagine
 
as the body
In the furnace below your feet
begins to crispen
 
And just breathe
 
Breathe
 
Euphorium orgasmic
Crematoriatic
Grey matter charged with static
as millions of dilated
neuronal receptors in your attic
can't contain the bliss
 
Breathe
 
Breathe
 
Breathing in the Dead
 
There's nothing else in the world quite like this


Anarchitect
Written by Anarchitect
Published | Edited 17th Jul 2020
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